GUILT..and gumballs....

I've been experiencing tremendous guilt over the things that I did for Drew to document the pregnancy and journey through it. They always say the second baby doesn't get near as much and I planned on proving that theory wrong BUT I haven't! I've been horrible taking pictures and writing in my journal for this baby, which we can call "monkey" because at this rate this poor baby won't have a name when he starts kindergarten. That's a whole other issue, though! So, here is the first belly pic I have at 18 weeks.

The other night we went to dinner and Drew was begging for a gumball out of the machine. He didn't know that it was candy, just thought it was a ball. Anything that resembles a ball gets a thrill out of this kid! So, as bribes do work I told him as long as he ate good and sat in his seat the whole time we would get a 'ball'. He talked all through dinner about how he was going to throw it down, throw it to daddy, bounce it, etc. So, as soon as dinner was over he ran to the gumball machine and asked for a ball. We got him one and he threw it and bounced it just like he said he was.

In the car, Brad and I were laughing because he didn't realize it was candy....or so we thought!! This is what I saw when I opened up the back door to get him out of the car. It was a purple gumball in case you can't tell. He realized it was candy and LOVED IT!! So now, when we see gumball machines he feels like he HAS to have one!